Rekindling That Flame

It has been more than a month that we’re embracing our being a family of four. The irony? We haven’t been spending the days together. The little ones are currently with me at my parents home while my husband Alex does work-related travels here and abroad. This has been a first in years that we’re spending several days apart.

Since I need a helping hand while my body still recovers from giving birth, Alex and I decided that I spend the summer with our kids here in Isabela because he would always be away travelling anyway. Although I would love us to be together in this early stage of our growing, little family, it was only when Alex enjoyed his paternity leave that we were together. Well I guess this is going to be the life that we will be having for the next three more weeks.

In our almost 6 years of marriage, this so far has been the longest time that we are away from each other. Usually, he’d just be out for just 3-10 days when he needed to work away from us. Now, it has been a month! I know this is short compared to other families who are living away from each other even for decades but I am just so not used to it, especially now that we have a newborn. I am happy however that distance has rekindled the flame our of marriage.

I find myself reflecting while typing this post. I run a blog that talks mainly about motherhood and yet I rarely write about my relationship with my husband (which is really essential in raising kids). Maybe  because I usually put my marriage behind my kids? I know this is wrong. So wrong. But since our children are still small, I think they need my attention more than my husband does… which makes me feel GUILTY, guilty beyond measure. I know my relationship with my husband should never be on the backseat! Our children should witness how much I love their dad so they would see how it is to love.

These days, however, I try to give more time to my husband. How does one give time to someone who is away? I have my little ways. My husband loves to always hear from me.  He loves it when I text or call to ask how he is. He loves it when I send naughty silly messages. He loves it when I express how much I love him. And those things are what I do now. Happily, we are exchanging iloveyous more often. We’re even texting and calling like boyfriends and girlfriends again! I am glad we’re having more time to talk about us, even the dreams we dream to reach!

 

Funnily, like a girly girlfriend, I sent him mushy message last night, asking how much he loves me. He replied: “More than myself…” I cried, realizing how much I miss my husband. How I’ve been failing to see how much I am loved that I even had to ask for reassurance. I’ve been too focused on my kids that I almost forgot that he has always been there to love me unconditionally. My husband has been pouring my cup. Even in moments that I wasn’t reciprocating, he was pouring anyway! He has always been there to affirm, support and assist me. He has always been there to make my path easier to traverse. Am I not a lucky wife?

My husband is visiting us tomorrow and I can’t be happier! He’ll be spending a few days with us. The wife here is looking forward to more snuggles and kisses!